Coming Home (Stripped)

Ooooooh
Ooooooh
And I'm coming home

Fueled by this sick feeling that I get
Reading through my blank and empty diary
My dreams are not boring enough yet
And she's a beauty but a beast to me

Out on my own
Did you ever think about me
Still I sing along
For the time to make it real

Waiting for nothing more than just a miracle
Tired of making myself illusions
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home
Oooh, yeah
And I'm coming home
Oooh
(Coming home)

I need to sleep, I can't get some rest
As long as her shade's running in my head
It's all up to me, just about a step
Something that is just too fucking out of reach
Tik tok here it goes again
Another day and it's all the same
I'm on casual look
Mixed up with brainless thoughts

No milestones
Nothing could have ever stopped me
Still I sing along
With a lonely heart
Tell me you're right next to me

Waiting for nothing more than just a miracle
Tired of making myself illusions
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home

I'm out of sight
So alone
A light among the stars
I'm like a satellite
Turning round and around
No one knows that I'm begging for trouble

Oooooooh
Oooooooh

Waiting for nothing more than just a miracle
Tired of making myself illusions
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home

Waiting for nothing more than just a miracle (Miracle)
Tired of making myself illusions
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home

(Oooooooh)
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home
(Oooooooh)
I'll never catch your heart
But I'll find a way
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home
Waiting for nothing more than just a miracle
I'll never catch your heart
And I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Pierre V. Daigle
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